Pills are also divided into four categories: ordinary pills, spiritual pills, elixirs, and imperial pills.
Fandan is for consumption by ordinary people who have not practiced cultivation. It can strengthen their physical fitness, prolong their life, and keep their appearance forever.
The elixir is for people who have just entered the path of cultivation. It can stimulate the potential in the human body and condense more spiritual power.
The elixir is for people who have transcended the world and become saints. It can better control the release of spiritual power and condense the spiritual power into a solid form.
The Emperor Pill is for consumption by those who transcend the scope of the human body and reach the Fighting Emperor Realm. However, that is just a legend. There has never been a strong person in the Fighting Emperor Realm, let alone an Emperor Pill.
The medicinal properties of elixirs are also divided into three categories, namely top grade, medium grade and low grade.
Generally speaking, elixirs are just external forces and will never be as solid as one's own step-by-step practice. Those who take elixirs seriously will only stop at that level in the end and will never make breakthroughs, leaving them with lifelong regrets.
Xiao Jingchen helped Village Chief Yang stand up and sat cross-legged on the ground. He stuffed the Spirit Gathering Pill in his hand into his mouth and tapped three acupuncture points on his body at the same time.
The Spirit Gathering Pill slowly flowed into Village Chief Yang's body and floated above his heart. A cool feeling swept through his body, and the medicine took effect. The injuries that were delayed due to the previous consumption of the Strengthening Pill were repaired by the medicine, and the internal organs glowed green.
The light is slowly healing, and the aging organs are transforming at a slow speed, just like brand-new organs, no less than those of middle-aged people in their thirties and forties. The thin spiritual energy scattered in the body
The power gradually gathered together, penetrated into the Dantian, and slowly accumulated.
Village Chief Yang's appearance gradually improved. He was not as lifeless as before. The wrinkles on his face were fading rapidly, showing a slight luster, his breathing became even and strong, and thin black threads grew on his scalp.
, his eyes were no longer dull and lifeless, with a gleam of light, his body was changing, and the people around him were in a commotion. What happened that day made everyone mistakenly think that they were dreaming.
"Little brother, what's wrong with Village Chief Yang? Why does he look younger than me?" A villager next to him rubbed his eyes and asked in surprise.
"Yes, look at the wrinkles on the village chief's face. They no longer exist."
"Look, even my hair is black."
"Look carefully, that withered grass arm is just like us now, rough, strong, and shiny."
Everyone gathered around, and there was a mess of words and exclamations. Xiao Jingchen had no choice but to quietly retreat far away and stand with Murong Yu'er, with gratitude in his eyes.
"Brother Xiao, you are so powerful. Every time I fail to make elixirs, my master always says that I am absent-minded." Murong Yu'er's little face pouted, looking very cute.
"Actually, when I was making the elixir, I didn't think about anything. I just devoted myself to it wholeheartedly. In my mind, I only had the herbs and the medicine cauldron in front of me," Xiao Jingchen recalled the previous scene and told Murong Yu'er.
"I can't do it. Every time I think about other things, I either burn all the master's herbs or melt the medicine cauldron. I get scolded by the master every time." Murong Yu'er was very angry.
With an expression of dissatisfaction, he waved his little hand towards the sky, which scared the little guy and jumped into Xiao Jingchen's arms, showing a scared look.
"Haha, you have today too." Xiao Jingchen laughed heartily when he saw the little guy crawling into his arms. It was also the happiest day of training. He defeated the villain who brought harm to the party and successfully refined the elixir for the first time.
Seeing the surprised expressions of the villagers in the distance, Xiao Jingchen felt melancholy. It was the same when he first met Huangdi. Over two months, he had matured a lot and was full of expectations for the future.
"Little brother" The villagers made way for a passage at this time, and two figures, one tall and one small, supported Village Chief Yang and walked over. Seeing Xiao Jingchen's deep thought, they shouted in a low voice.
Xiao Jingchen heard someone calling him and looked forward. At this moment, Village Chief Yang was much better. His face was radiant and his face was full of spring. He was being helped and walked towards him step by step.
"Village Chief Yang, how are you doing?" Xiao Jingchen walked forward and asked.
"It's all good. I didn't expect that at such a young age, my little brother possesses all kinds of magical skills, which puts the old man to shame!" Village Chief Yang sighed and said with gratitude.
"Village Chief Yang, are you kidding?" Xiao Jingchen scratched his head and joked.
"You are young, you are kind-hearted, and your character is neither arrogant nor impetuous. You will become a great person in the future. Please accept my respect." After saying this, Village Chief Yang fell to the ground and saluted.
Xiao Jingchen hurriedly helped Village Chief Yang up and said with a slight humility: "Village Chief Yang can't help it. It is my duty to punish traitors. I have offended many people before. I hope you will ignore the past grudges."
"Brother, you are so powerful. Not only did you defeat the wizard, but you also saved the village chief. You are the great benefactor of our village." Duanmumeng was also very happy at this moment, holding Xiao Jingchen's big hand with a look of admiration in his eyes.
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Xiao Jingchen scraped Duanmu Meng's little nose and raised it on his shoulder.
At this time, the dark crowd was filled with cheerful sounds, making the silent night full of peace.
Village Chief Yang slowly turned around, then raised his hands high, looked at everyone, and said with a kind and friendly feeling in his majestic voice: "Immediately hold a feast to honor this little brother and little girl.
Distinguished guests, from now on anyone looking at these two must salute, because they are the benefactors of our village."
The noisy voices stopped at this moment, and everyone stared at the two young figures. The men's eyes were full of admiration, while the eyes of the woman and the child were full of gratitude.
Then the noisy sound started again. The men all picked up the tools and walked around to repair the things destroyed in the fight. The women all got into the kitchen and used the spoons and pots again. The children were so playful that they forgot to sleep and were so happy.
chasing and teasing in the crowd.
"Little brother, you two come with me into the house, I have something to say." After Village Chief Yang prepared some preparations, he smiled at Xiao Jingchen and said kindly.
With the two people temporarily leaving, the village became busy again. Only the wizard at the gate was lying alone on the ground, covered in black blood, no one paid attention to him, as if he was just air.
The interior of Village Chief Yang's house is very simple and the decoration is also very simple. In addition to a one-meter wooden bed, there is a wooden table in the middle with a water bottle and several cups on it, and there are several wooden chairs surrounding it.
, the most eye-catching thing is the portrait hanging on the wall.
There is a lifelike man standing in the portrait, with a sharp sword hanging on his back shoulder. He is dressed in snow-white clothes, has a majestic appearance, a pair of eyes like cold stars, long eyebrows like willows, and a body like a jade tree. He is as agile as a god descending from the earth.
"This is" Xiao Jingchen was extremely shocked when he saw the man in the portrait. His mind stopped for a moment. The spiritual power in his body trembled for no reason at this time, and his eyes became even more solemn. He could actually see such a man in this deserted small village.
portrait.
Village Chief Yang looked at Xiao Jingchen thoughtfully, a hidden luster flashed in his eyes, and was not noticed by the two of them. He stood there quietly without disturbing Xiao Jingchen.
"How's it going? Did you see anything?" Village Chief Yang had a kind smile on his lips, and there was excitement in his words.
"Village Chief Yang, when I first looked at this portrait, I suddenly felt very uneasy and had a slight fluctuation in my heart. It seems that this painting is very strange." Xiao Jingchen thought for a while and then spoke.
"Little brother, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other. Anyone who sees this painting for the first time will feel uneasy. In the worst case, he will be in a coma for half a month, or in the worst case, he will become a vegetative state and will not be able to wake up again."
"What about the second one?" Xiao Jingchen asked hurriedly after being shocked.
"Anyone who has seen this portrait and doesn't have any symptoms can go there and give it a try. Maybe there will be great opportunities." Village Chief Yang whispered mysteriously.
"Huh"
"Where is that place and what does it have to do with this portrait?" Xiao Jingchen was shocked and then asked.
At this time, after reading the portrait, Murong Yu'er was also thinking about something thoughtfully, and finally shook her head and looked around.
"It's a long story. In ancient times, this place was a city with a population of tens of millions and was extremely prosperous. There were no mountains or forests. Suddenly one day, dark clouds closed in the sky, thunder and lightning raged, and a storm swept through.
At the scene of the end of the world, everyone showed a look of fear, thinking that the gods were angry and would send down punishment to punish the city. The streets were in chaos, and everyone was ordered to flee."
"Suddenly, a bright spot appeared in the sky. A man wearing a white shirt and a heavy sword hanging on his back was suspended in the air. He looked down coldly, with a sneer on his face. With a wave of his hand, a ball of terrifying pressure rolled away.
It was pressed down and the entire city was ground to pieces. Those mortals who did not escape died in the disaster. It was as miserable as hell on earth."
"The number of people who escaped was only a hundred or so, and they were very few and alone. The man in the white shirt may have felt the desolation and anger, and felt a little soft in his heart. Instead of killing those who escaped, he used both hands to kill them.
After dragging, a village appeared on the flat land. After placing those people inside, the figure flashed and disappeared from the place, as if they had never been there." When Village Chief Yang preached here, his eyes had a trace of sadness.
"What happened later?" Xiao Jingchen seemed to be immersed in the scene, with a trace of unbearability and doubt all over his body.
"Since then, those who survived the disaster have settled down in the villages and lived ordinary lives. The terrible scene has been suppressed in people's hearts, and they don't want to hear it anymore, but everything is far from over. Under a thundercloud,
At night, the village welcomed an uninvited guest, the devil in everyone's heart. He was still wearing the same white shirt as always, but the heavy sword hanging on his back shoulder was now full of blood, soaking the ground drop by drop." At this point.
, Village Chief Yang paused for a moment.
"Did he change his mind again and come back to kill the remaining people?" Xiao Jingchen was very nervous. After all, those were human lives. Even if they were worthless, they were still more than a hundred lives.
"He did not take action, but came back with serious injuries. It was later found out that he let those people go without permission, committed a serious crime, and was hunted down here. He used his last breath to kill that person, and finally died in
This is buried underground in the villa." Village Chief Yang had a complicated look in his eyes.
I don't know if it's a pity or an indignation. After all, although tens of thousands of people died not because of his original intention, they still died because of him.
"Who is he?" Xiao Jingchen asked solemnly.
"The God of Death, Bai Qi," Village Chief Yang said, shaking his body.
"What, it's him?" At this time, Murong Yuer's eyes widened and she exclaimed loudly.